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Monday, May 2, 2011


by Aashish Thakur

Summer is here
And sparrow is nowhere
Thousands of dry fingers
And a tree
Inside me
Heart, a lonely mountain
Eyes, a dry fountain
Inward opening windows
And a sky burned by sun,
And a thirsty well
Nothing to tell

Just dry poems
waiting for rain

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